The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 946 - 925: Let’s Begin!

Morgan Sanders’s eyebrows furrowed tightly, but a faint smile flitted across his eyes.

"Of course, you can also choose not to get hard!"

Morgan Sanders: "..."

A woman who had never been in a relationship or had a sex life actually managed to say this with brazen confidence. Morgan Sanders almost knelt down to worship her—he really found raw talent here. How had he never seen this hooligan side of her, apart from her sharp tongue!

"If you’re going to force me, then my resistance is useless!" Morgan Sanders gazed deeply at the woman’s blushing cheeks and cooperatively tore open his shirt, revealing his fair, muscular skin inch by inch in front of Mia Rowen. A voice laced with a light smile escaped from the man’s mouth, "Since resistance is futile, I’ll just have to enjoy it!"

He added at the end, "Go ahead, I’m ready. Considering you’re my wife, I won’t charge you with marital rape!"

It was only the second time Mia had seen a man’s naked torso, his powerfully built chest flooding her vision, leaving her feeling swollen and heavy. Her mind suddenly felt as if it had been blown apart, her blood rushing in reverse, her entire body tensing to its limit!

For a moment, she didn’t know what would be best to do next!

Mia Rowen fumbled around, unable to find a place to start, mumbling to herself in the end: "The buttons are undone, the clothes are off, what should I do next?"

Morgan Sanders: "..."

He truly felt like spitting blood. At such a critical moment, she had no idea what to do?

What followed, she wouldn’t just mess around on top of him for a while and then close her eyes and consider it done, would she?

The thought of this possibility gave Morgan Sanders the feeling of having screwed the pooch!

"Don’t stop!" Morgan Sanders felt his brain’s endurance was teetering on the edge of collapse, "Start with the belt!"

Startled by Morgan Sanders’s sudden roar, Mia Rowen, who had been lost in her world, jumped in shock, staring straight at Morgan Sanders. She found the man pinned beneath her terrifying—his crimson eyes, his rapid breathing, the sweat beading on his forehead, and the veins throbbing, all signalling a fierce, agonizing struggle erupting in his body.

"Morgan Sanders, what’s wrong with you? Did I hurt you?"

Startled, Mia Rowen tumbled right off the man’s body, attempting to take the chance to get up. Morgan Sanders, unwilling to let her get off him at this point, gripped her with a strong hand, easily pulled her back, flipped over, and pinned her slight body beneath him.

"Yes, you’ve hurt me!"

Morgan Sanders felt his breathing was constricted, and if he endured any more, he was going to flatline, "So now, I must press you back as revenge!"

"Mia Rowen, didn’t you want to force me? A woman should keep her word. What are you implying by this?"

If they stopped now, Morgan Sanders felt he would definitely be ruined. This woman had set him ablaze, and now that she had had her fun, she thought to sneak away, "I’m telling you, a woman can’t be so irresponsible. If you dare to kindle the fire, you must be responsible for putting it out!"

Er?

Put out the fire?

"Are you on fire?" Mia truly felt as if a fire had started, otherwise why would his body be so hot?

But where the fire started, she seemed to have no idea, "I’ll put out the fire, just don’t press on me. How can I put out the fire if you press me like this?"

"I already gave you the chance to be on top, and now you have no choice but to be underneath me!"

Mia Rowen’s mind felt the impact of his words, bringing a moment of clarity. She didn’t argue back but instead stared at him with big, round, innocent eyes. Morgan Sanders felt as though he was going to die on her before even starting.

This feeling utterly sucked!

How had he been unaware of her demonic charm?

"Take off the belt!"

"Oh!"

Despite agreeing with an ’oh,’ her movements were as slow as a snail’s, and Morgan Sanders even felt that this woman was deliberately tormenting him. Otherwise, why had she been so fierce when she was ripping his shirt just before, but now she was acting like this while undoing a belt?

"Hurry up!"

"I can’t get it off!"

"I’ll do it!"

Morgan Sanders’s patience finally ran out. If this kept up, he would be completely wrecked before they even slept together—being tormented by his own wife like this, he felt he must be the first in history!

If you can’t stand it, then don’t!

So, without waiting for Mia Rowen to react, not only did he strip off his own trousers and shirt, but he also stripped her of her clothes, leaving nothing behind. If she had been sober, she would have surely felt shy, but sadly she was drunk now, conscious only of how cool her body felt!

"Morgan Sanders, are you going to do it to me?"

Damn woman, she’s asking knowingly—a question so direct. Hadn’t she seen what he looked like down there?

Undeniably, he felt terrible, terribly so!

But this was the first time for both of them, so aside from worrying that the pain might wake her up shortly, he also didn’t quite know where to start!

"We can do it, but..." Morgan Sanders pointed to the last piece of shorts on his lower body, "you have to take it off!"

Ah!

"Why is your shorts bulging like that underneath?"

Drunk women tend to talk nonsense, and Mia Rowen was a super typical case!

"You’ll know once you take it off!"

"Oh!" Mia Rowen nodded her head, gave an ’oh,’ then obediently reached out, but drew her hand back, "It seems like something inside is moving!"

Morgan Sanders: "..."

Damn, if she kept on babbling like this, once she took off his shorts, he feared she might ask why that thing was so swollen, right?

"That..."

Before she could say anything more, her mouth was completely sealed by the man, leaving only muffled sounds. Immediately after, she was enveloped in his fierce kiss, the taste of his lips and teeth mingled with his cologne assaulting her, her softness on her chest directly falling into the palm of his hand.

Mia Rowen felt as if her soul were floating in the air, as if her body had taken flight.

A prickling sensation moved from her lips to her neck and then her chest, her abdomen, and then...

"Morgan Sanders, I feel terrible, like my whole body has been hollowed out, so empty and uncomfortable..."

It was an unfamiliar feeling, so Mia simply expressed all that she was experiencing.

"What, you feel uncomfortable?" He might have no experience, but Morgan Sanders wasn’t ignorant. Hearing a woman say she felt uncomfortable meant it was time, "Wait a moment, it’ll stop being uncomfortable soon, I’m coming!"

Upon hearing it would soon stop being uncomfortable, she became instantly excited, "Then hurry, come quickly!"